I slept a lot last night.  You woke up this morning really early.

You probably overdressed. Wearing long sleeves and long socks.  It’s really nice out and sunny.

The winter has turned us pale.  Our hearts are red.  Mine is red and burning.  You said you’d text me when it was over.

Haven’t heard from you yet.  Did I come on too strong?  Are you not trusting me because you have money?

I don’t care about that.  Not one bit.  Not even a shrug.

I hope you ran hard and didn’t fall at the runner’s mercy.  Did you think about me after you finished?  Are you busy with Dennis having man’s day with the football marathon?

I took Einstein out and thought he could have been with me.  I think I like you.

I miss you already.

We ate Greek food alright.  And we watched that movie.  I promised I’d return it.  I did that already.

The movie was really good and the food made our stomachs bubble sounding all turny.

I think I had a good night.

You, I’m pretty sure that you did too.  The kiss in the car, well that was kind of awkward.  I didn’t use my tongue.

Did you want me to?  I texted you good luck. Wished it to you again.  I bet you are already sleeping.  I hope you sleep well.

I don’t forget much.  I remembered you sleep in your contacts.  And that you were thinking about hiring Becky.  I knew about the trapped money you wait for in longing.

Did you think of me before you went to sleep?  Did you lay out the clothes all tidy and neat?

You keep the numbers after each race.  They are folded in your drawer, each tag the good waxy ones and the others each in their place.

The room is now divided in two.  Just like you wanted.  I really do hope you get it the way that you want it.

I’d like to think that tonight you got what you wanted.  I can’t be sure.  I hope you text me when it’s over like you promised.

I could say text me good morning.  But that just wouldn’t be honest.